text_original: One could not but at first feelingly remember the old Boer saying: "O God, what things man sees when he goes out without a gun!"
text_transcription: ONE COULD NOT BUT AT FIRST FEELINGLY REMEMBERED THE OLD BOAR SAYING O GOD WHAT THINGS MEN SEES WHEN HE GOES OUT WITHOUT A GUN
phonemes: wˈʌn kʊd nˌɑːt bˌʌt æt fˈɜːst fˈiːlɪŋli ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðɪ ˈoʊld bˈoʊɚ sˈeɪɪŋ: "ˈoʊ ɡˈɑːd, wˌʌt θˈɪŋz mˈæn sˈiːz wɛn hiː ɡoʊz ˈaʊt wɪðˌaʊt ɐ ɡˈʌn!"